Chapter 509 Are you still sleeping in the market? Shinra, Tianzheng!

Looking at the barrage that suddenly exploded one after another, many people who were so sleepy that their eyelids closed down patiently clicked on the second episode of "Escape from the British Museum".

Although "Escape" is short, the structure of the three plots in three episodes is quite clear;

In the first episode, the male and female protagonists Zhang Yongan and Xiao Yuhu meet and lead to the story. In the second episode, the male and female protagonists get to know each other and enter the main plot.

A migrant worker in a foreign country obviously did not believe that the girl who suddenly entangled him was the cultural relic that the British Museum had lost and sent a letter to find. He only thought that she was a homeless girl with some mental problems.

As a result, a drama of escape was staged...

"If you really want to go back to China, just take your passport and buy a plane ticket."

"But I sneaked out of the museum without a passport. And I have a very important and important mission. I must not be caught... Huh?"

While Xiao Yuhu was chattering in the park, Zhang Yongan used a move to escape from the golden cicada's shell and ran away.

However... just when he thought he had gotten rid of this difficult guy and was relieved to buy supplies in the supermarket, the basket suddenly sank... A large amount of tea leaves appeared again along with a pair of tender little hands. in front of him.

"No, when did she come here? No, why did you buy so much tea?"

Zhang Yongan, who was completely entangled and unable to get rid of him, accepted his fate... Wandering alone overseas, he had no choice but to let Xiao Yuhu enter his simple and busy life.

After getting along like this day and night, they became familiar with each other and understood each other - although most of the time this mutual understanding originated from Xiao Yuhu's chatterbox.

"Family, what do you do?"

"I'm taking photos for the magazine here, handing out questionnaires, getting some materials, etc."

"Then how long have you been here?"

"It's been two years, I don't remember."

"Then you don't miss home?"

"Why do you talk so much..."

"...Then...Then, I won't say it anymore...Hey, family, what's your name?"

"Zhang Yongan!"

"Yongan... Yongan..."

It is in this nagging that the days pass day by day.

Chatty and lively Xiao Yuhu broke into Zhang Yongan's life completely, accompanying him to send leaflets, shoot materials, and develop films.

She is very annoying. She will act like ADHD and draw childish pictures for the flyers he will send the next day. She will make trouble next to him while he is shooting the material. She will also secretly take the camera he uses to eat. , leaving a whole roll of selfie boards...

Perhaps he has been wandering alone for too long, and suddenly such an elf-like girl breaks into his life. It is annoying but also dispels the loneliness. From helplessness, he gradually accepted it.

He no longer struggled with the existence of the little jade pot - until an unintentional chat.

"Zhang Yongan, I remember, I have actually met you."

"Don't be familiar with me, I don't remember seeing you."

“You took my picture at the museum before!”

"You're possessed by a ghost again, aren't you?"

"At that time, it seemed that you were still carrying things for others."

"Hey, my name is obviously equipment engineer...ah?"

Xiao Yuhu accidentally mentioned his job when he first came to the UK, which made Zhang Yongan a little confused. Looking at Xiao Yuhu's pretty back on the grass, he turned on his phone suspiciously.

Looking at the missing object notice still hanging on the front page of the British Museum, his eyes moved slightly - the museum had really lost a jade pot.

An outrageous yet logical suspicion planted a seed in his heart. What made this seed grow into a towering tree was a stack of developed photos.

In the printing room, looking at the photos developed from the material taken by the camera last week... Zhang Yongan was shocked.

He clearly remembered that the roll of negatives was a selfie taken by Xiao Yuhu when he was bored, but now there was no cute and cute girl in the photo. There was only a very spiritual and beautiful thin jade pot with a branch pattern - and Daying. The one on the museum's missing object notice is exactly the same.

"By the way, the day we first met, why did you call me family?"

"Hey, it's what my brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents said... They said that with dark eyes and yellow skin, the only people who can understand me are my family members,"

"Aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

"Brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents... said that family members are compatriots connected by blood, just like Tang Dama and Tang Xiaoma, or the pot body and lid. They said that as long as I meet my family, I will be safe! I want to believe him , he will definitely take me back to China!”

"I'll sell it to you later!"

"you will not,"

In the breeze, Zhang Yongan pursed his lips as he looked at Xiao Yuhu's innocent little face and her simple feet swaying like a child.

Each guess has been broken and confirmed, and now it's time to make a choice.

Early the next morning, in the nightmare of Xiao Yuhu being captured and taken back to the British Museum, Zhang Yongan opened the door - taking all the luggage he could take with him.

Under Xiao Yuhu's confused gaze, he sighed softly.

As he said "Let's go home," the second episode of "Escape" came to an abrupt end. It was at this time that those netizens who watched the video despite being sleepy... got a taste of it!

At first, most people thought that the video Li Youzhi posted late at night was the vlog of Li Youzhi who got into trouble and took Tu Susu on a trip.

However, as the plot of "Escape" unfolds, Xiao Yuhu's identity is verified and Zhang Yongan's mentality changes, Leziren netizens who have been deeply influenced by Zhi Ge's works have roughly guessed the purpose of this video.

"XDM I think I have guessed what Xiao Yuhu's mission is! Combined with the news that I just released about the long-term stolen cultural relics from the British Museum, Xiao Yuhu must have come out to ask Zhang Yongan to return to China and then form a group to collect the cultural relics lost overseas. You stole them all back, right?”

"Damn it, you in front of me are so punishable! Go to the museum to steal cultural relics, Raiders of the Lost Ark, right?"

"Hahahaha, you guys are a bunch of idiots. If I film it like you do, it will be an action movie or a spy film. This series of videos will only last about ten minutes!"

"Brothers, the archeology major said that there is something in this short video. I don't know if you noticed, but Xiaoyuhu bought a lot of tea leaves in the supermarket. In order to avoid collision and damage during the transportation of ancient porcelain, it was filled with tea leaves."

"Damn it, brothers, I just went to the official website of the British Museum to search, and there is actually an exhibit of a thin jade pot with a Chinese branch pattern. But strictly speaking, this exhibit is not a cultural relic, because this jade pot is The personal works of our national jade carving artist Yu Ting were purchased by the British Museum in 2017. "

Obviously, people who have fun staying up late are physically and mentally exhausted, but they still maintain their online IQ.

It is with these disturbing barrages that the story of "Escape from the British Museum" enters the final paragraph;

After confirming Xiao Yuhu's true identity, Zhang Yongan tried his best to take her through the security check and embarked on the way home.

A long-time guest longs for home, and is timid when approaching hometown.

Hearing the Chinese stop announcement on the bus and looking at the ever-changing motherland outside the window, Xiao Yuhu was so excited that he forgot about himself.

Every visitor in the park and every stall on the street were captured in her eyes.

Her footprints have been left on the tea stalls and tea stalls.

In front of the Peking Opera stage, in the corridor of the Panda Pavilion, and among the crowds of ironworkers, she burst into cheers of applause.

On Tiananmen Square, looking at the majestic guard of honor and the five-star red flag flying high, a strange fluctuation finally appeared in her big smiling eyes.

"Zhang Yongan."

"ah?"

"Thank you, this is the happiest time in my little world. It's getting closer and closer, I have to work harder. Okay, I have wasted too much time, let's get down to business."

In the gorgeous sky filled with iron flowers, Xiao Yuhu showed a smile.

In the magnificent museum, Zhang Yongan handed over the tickets.

Before he could finish collecting the ticket stubs, Yuhu eagerly ran into the hall carrying a small suitcase.

With hurried steps, she finally opened the package that had never left her body from the beginning. Inside, there were pieces of letter paper of different sizes.

Under the huge inscription of the Henan Museum, she looked at the exhibits in each exhibition area of ​​the museum. She suddenly stopped and took out a page from the letter.

She put away her playfulness and liveliness, walked through the noisy crowd, and stood solemnly in front of an exhibition area of ​​pottery figurines.

"Hello, Uncle Potter, the flute master. Aunt Potter, the flute master, asked me to tell you that someday, you will pluck your spring breeze strings and she will play her evening bagpipe. Let's play the unfinished song "Long Song Xing" together again. It’s over.”

Under the stunned gaze of Zhang Yongan and the confused comments of the surrounding tourists, she bowed deeply to a damaged statue of Tao Yong in the exhibition area, then turned and ran to the other side.

"Tang Dama! I am here to deliver a letter to you. The letter reads: Tang Dama, I am Tang Xiaoma. In the blink of an eye, we have not seen each other for 163 years. Every day after the foreigners leave, I will After running so many laps around the cage, I will think of the vow we made hundreds of years ago to run through the great rivers and mountains together. "

With sparkling tears and mission, she quickened her pace again.

Under the huge Buddha head, with compassion in every texture, a small jade pot raised its face.

"Grandpa Buddha, Grandpa Arhat asked me to tell you that fate arises and fate perishes, fate gathers and fate falls apart..."

At this point, the flat narrative lens style of the first ten minutes of the short film has changed to a fast-cut lens; the Buddha's head with compassionate eyes gradually disappears, and the exhibits in the British Museum on the other side of the world emerge. .

The little jade pot's words have also become the words of these cultural relics across mountains and seas!

"Dependencies arise and conditions disappear, conditions come together and conditions dissipate, this is a lifelong dharma. We meet again, all in the same leaf of Bodhi."

"Grandpa Long Er Hu Zu, Uncle Chao Guan Er Lu asked me to say to you... A man is born between heaven and earth, and should strive for self-improvement. A patriotic man should not be afraid of the nine abyss! Seniors, don't worry, even though I am thousands of miles away, Still not lost in patriotism!”

"I'm sick and my bones are broken, and I've been away from home for a hundred years. Even if I'm distracted, I can't stop this lingering homesickness!"

"Ksitigarbha, you always thought my laughter was noisy in the past. I haven't heard it for so many years. Do you miss it a little bit? Hahahahaha..."

"Shuiyue, I have long forgotten about returning it. Most wanderers in the West need gods to protect them. It's just that this wooden body can withstand the apology of the thief, but it can't bear the lingering memory of old friends. look."

"Fellow compatriots, my brother was kidnapped by foreigners during the war. We are brothers. If he goes home first, you must tell me!"

"Come, read a poem to your father. I remember my hometown with cups and cups, touching each other and whispering my heartfelt feelings. Now my heart is full of Baishou hometown, and the journey back thousands of miles is in my dream..."

"Soldiers in the pass, guard my country for me! Rats from all over the world, whoever commits any crime will be punished! Our army is invincible in all battles and obeys every order. When I return to camp, give me a peaceful ten thousand miles. country!"

Three-color arhat statue of Liao Dynasty, crown-and-ear incense burner of Qianlong Dynasty, dragon-patterned glaze of Ming Dynasty, cloth-bag monk of Ming Dynasty, wooden Guanyin of Jin Dynasty, ivory ghost ball of Qing Dynasty, seven-star disk of Tang Dynasty, three-color glaze judge of Ming Dynasty, Amitabha Buddha of Sui Dynasty, Ming Dynasty Statue of Emperor Chaozhenwu...

Cultural relics in the British museums that either lacked maintenance for many years or were destroyed upon arrival emerged on the scene. The longing that spans hundreds of years and thousands of miles rang in the ears of netizens late at night.

The voices came one after another, filled with the feeling of being reluctant to leave their homeland and full of homesickness.

Finally, it became a sentence.

[May the mountains and rivers be well. 】

【Homeland...Yongan! 】

late at night.

When the plot of "Escape from the British Museum" reaches its climax, Li Youzhi's hand-shaking comment area and Heguang Audiovisual's interactive area can no longer remain as quiet as this dark night;

"Brother, what are you doing? It's so late at night, why am I sleeping in the market?!"

"Ah... these cultural relics are all in the British Museum?"

"I've heard before that no Chinese can walk out of the British Museum with a smile. It was a short drama video that only lasted for ten minutes. I chewed the newly attached teeth into pieces after watching it. I can't imagine... if it really happened in the field, How would I feel?"

"Brothers... do you want to read the news that I just forwarded? The British Museum has been stolen for a long time, and the BBC has kept it secret. According to the news revealed by hackers, these are the lost cultural relics recorded in the museum over the years. There are more than two thousand pieces...these cultural relics that appear in the short play are only in the exhibition area. What would it be like if those lost cultural relics were really alive?"

"Damn it, little brother, you are not kind. It's so late at night, you used these ten minutes of skits to dig out my heart and cut my flesh!"

"Damn it, where's the British Museum? Where's the BBC? If I don't expose you tonight, it's hard to calm down the anger in my chest! Wow! Where is the Leziren Army? Come with me, target the outer network, Shinra Tianzheng !”

boom!

As the plot of "Escape from the British Museum" reached its climax, Li Youzhi shook his hands and the comment section of Heguang Audiovisual completely... exploded!